It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
LORD BYRON- You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
More Lord Byron Quotes
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It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
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Think not I am what I appear.
LORD BYRONThink not I am what I appear.
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I am not now That which I have been.
LORD BYRONI am not now That which I have been.
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Who then will explain the explanation?
LORD BYRONWho then will explain the explanation?
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There is no instinct like that of the heart.
LORD BYRONThere is no instinct like that of the heart.
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Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
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Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
LORD BYRONWhy do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
LORD BYRONSociety is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
LORD BYRONA small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen
LORD BYRONO thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen
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Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
LORD BYRONWho falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand;
LORD BYRONI stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand;
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The fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
LORD BYRONThe fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
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What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
LORD BYRONWhat an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
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The devil was the first democrat
LORD BYRONThe devil was the first democrat
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Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
LORD BYRONTyranny is for the worst of treasons.
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